When the Pharians had done all their business, they threw all their passion into hunting. www.biquge.info Of course, not all people are willing to step on horseback and shoot arrows with a bow. Therefore, the queen ordered the Praetorian Guard to build a spacious awning on a dirt slope facing the open field, so that the noble ladies who were unwilling or unable to exercise could have a place to watch the hunt.

When the horn of the hunt began, Eclair also rode the "Fire Meteor" into the air at 100 fats. As an officer of the Praetorian Guard's Dragon Knights, she is solely responsible for the safety of the skies over the hunting grounds today. It's a good day for hunting, Eclair thought on the dragon's back. When she controlled the dragon at an altitude of 120 faz, a gentle breeze blew on her face, and only thin high-level cirrocumulus clouds could be seen in the blue sky, like rows of white spray. Eclaire's talent for flying is unquestionable, and she also enjoys flying on the back of a dragon, even if she is sometimes in a gloomy mood, but as soon as she climbs above 80 faz, those troubles seem to be unable to catch up with her and fall to the ground.

For a dragon knight, excellent eyesight is essential. Eclair was no exception, so she was keenly aware of a small black dot in the air to the southwest. As the commander in charge of the guard, Eclair immediately got into a state of flux, waving her flag and ordering her two wingmen to climb up to take up the attack position, while she urged the "Fire Meteor" to rush towards the small black spot. There have been no reports today that there will be Wyverns coming for business trips from Parelo and Organosa.

The anomaly in the air went unnoticed by the people on the ground for the time being, and the Falencians and their guests were focusing their full attention on the hunt. In front of the awning, the open field was a flat land that had been fallow for two years, and the soil was strong enough for the horses to run without spraining, and the hares had made their nests here. The soldiers drove the rabbits into their burrows with water, so that some of the young ladies could shoot the fleeing rabbits with their short bows. It's not so much a hunting as a sporting pastime in the wild.

Rastigne did not follow the real hunting party, he stayed in the awning to tending to the guests who did not go hunting. After greeting most of the people, he found a corner and sat down, asked the attendant for a glass of water, and drank it alone.

When he had drunk two-thirds of the water, two men appeared and stood in front of the current Chancellor of France.

"Lord Rastigne is here, I thought you would go to the hunting ground with Her Majesty the Queen and Lord Leus."

Rastigne frowned slightly, of course he recognized the young man he had accosted at once, his memory was so good that he could almost remember it.

"Mr. Mark didn't go hunting, I heard that you fought with Prince Richard in the Iberian court, so I don't think it will bother you to come to such a comfortable hunt."

"With an experienced expert like Lord Luce present, how can I master those small insect carving skills?" Mark smiled, and his masked servant brought him a chair so that he could sit down beside Rastigne.

"It's normal for someone as young as you to be as young as Lord Luce, and I'm sure no one will look down on you because of this. I think you're thinking too much, but today is a good opportunity to show the girls your martial prowess. It's a shame that Mr. Mark is reluctant to show his skills. Rastigne laughed.

"Yes, yes, I'm still young, and if I grow twenty years old, I won't be able to raise my head in front of Lord Luce."

Rastigne clenched his glass a little harder.

"I've heard elsewhere that Lord Rastigne is His Majesty's most trusted minister, but I've heard rumours lately that His Majesty Margaret intends to bring Lord Leus back to his position, and it seems that there is a lot of clamor in the government and the opposition about this."

Rastigne snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Mark seems to like hearsay very much, and even if it does, it is the internal affairs of our country, and it is not your turn to make irresponsible remarks from a foreigner." ”

"There must be a reason for this, and I think Mistress Rastigne knows better than I why there are such rumors." Mark didn't lose his smile because of the other party's stern tone, "That's it, I think it's better for me not to stay here and provoke the displeasure of the Prime Minister, it's better to go and see the heroic posture of His Royal Highness Theodora when hunting, please forgive me for missing out." ”

After saying this, the master and servant left Rastigne and swaggered away.

Even an ordinary observer could easily see that Maximilian's rhetoric was purely sowing discord, and Rastigne himself knew it very well. However, the human heart is so strange that it often knows that it is a trap in certain matters, but it still falls unconsciously. Especially someone like Rastigne, who is quite conceited about his intelligence.

"Rastigne was a very good man, so to speak, and he would not have been personally nominated by Sauglande Lues as his successor in government. However, Rastigne has one big drawback, and that is conceit. For someone as wonderful as him, it's normal to have some conceit, and it usually doesn't get in the way of others. But for Rastigne, who obtained the position of prime minister at a young age, his position is the foundation of proving his talent and maintaining his dignity. He could not accept the loss of the queen's favor, not to mention that France was still a militaristic regime at the time. The reason why the soldiers who occupy most of the power in the kingdom are willing to buy the account of the prime minister is basically for the sake of Queen Margaret and Thorgrande's face. In fact, even in the emerging civil service, most people thought that Rastigne was just a representative of Saultland. All of the above makes Rastigne conceited, but also has an inferiority complex and insecurity, which will inevitably lead to the consequences later. —The Sovereigns of the Age of the War Gods, Jamie Yelloo.

"We're leaving?" The older servant asked in his hoarse voice.

"That's enough, because the man is smart enough, and because of that, he will continue to be haunted by his own intelligence." The young lord replied.

On the other hand, Eclair had approached the wyvern who had become an uninvited guest, and she could clearly see the person on the dragon's back. The wyvern was not fast, and although it was strong, it was now carrying two large men of great stature. Eclair fired an arrow at the wyvern, warning the dragon knight to land immediately for inspection. However, the other party ignored this warning and began to speed up and escape. As a result, Eclair issued a command in the language of the flag, ordering the two wingmen who had already occupied the attack position to start attacking and forcing the other to land.

Two Pharansi dragon knights swooped down from the sky and soon caught up with the invading wyvern. Although the two people on the other side were crammed into a flying dragon, they were obviously well-trained dragon knights. The invading wyverns began to maneuver to break free from the Pharisens, and the two invaders' dragons were highly skilled, and even though their wyverns seemed to be maneuvering in slow motion, it was still very difficult for the Pharisens to keep up with them.

By the time Eclair turned around and caught up with them, the Pharansis still hadn't taken care of the invading dragon. Such a situation even attracted the attention of the crowd who hunted on the ground.

"Hey, that's Eco." Margaret asked.

"That's right, it's Sister Eco." Reinhardt answered the Queen's question.

"Those two are her subordinates, so who is that wyvern?"

"He doesn't look like a dragon knight from our country, but his flying skills are really good." Sogrend commented.

It was the people of Mastar who recognized the invading wyvern.

"Your Highness." Michelle shouted softly.

"Is it the Redknapp brothers?" Cyodora asked.

"It's just those two living treasures!" Fiona said angrily.

"Can you tell them to land obediently, otherwise they will be embarrassed if they are really shot down." Fiore asked Michelle.

"Let them go, although they are usually unreliable, but their flying skills are really first-class, let them play with that woman with royal blue eyes." Said Cyodora. Of course, in fact, they have no way to inform the dragon knights in the sky.

However, Princess Mastar did not get her way, because her own sister intervened.

"Andak, go help Sister Eco, go." As soon as Reinhardt raised his hand, the young falcon flapped its wings and flew away, aiming for a bipedal wyvern dozens of times larger than it.

Meanwhile, the Redknapp brothers, who ride a wyvern together, feel the pressure the Fallensi.

"I mean, can't you get rid of that red dragon knight completely?" Yusuf said to his brother.

"If it weren't for you, I could easily get rid of him and bite his tail!" Little Frank didn't look back, but his tone was already unkind. "By the way, the reason why we were suddenly pursued by the Pharisens is not because you dropped the map in Valania last night."

"How can I be blamed for this? I told me to drive, you look at the map. ”

"This wyvern is my mount, of course I'm driving it."

"Well, brother, don't you think we might be close to Caiunescu? Otherwise, how could we see the dragon knights of Falunci. ”

"We could also get lost and fly back to Parello."

"Oh my God, what is that!" Yusuf exclaimed, and a dark shadow whizzed over their heads.

"I don't know what it is, but I know it's coming at us." Little Frank said this, and the shadow struck him from his side again, and he ducked his head sideways. A crisp chirp poured into their ears with the wind.

"Hey, that's an eagle, I've had one too." Yusuf said.

"I don't recall those times now." Little Frank was already frowning.

A second arrow grazed their side, and Eclair took advantage of the falcon's distraction to take advantage of the attack. But she didn't plan to shoot them down, she let the larger "Fire Meteor" flap its wings, controlling the air flow around the opponent's wyvern and forcing them to land.

"We're losing lift, there's no way, let's land." At this point, little Frank was helpless.

So, Yusuf waved the flag and said that he would land according to the instructions of the other party.

A few minutes later, the Redknapp brothers landed their wyvern in a clearing, and the long-awaited Janissians surrounded them. Andak the Falcon hovered above the heads of both of them, letting out a cheerful chirp. Queen Margaret and the others quickly rushed over, and the one who could control the flying dragon must be the nobles of a certain country, and everyone was curious about who would act so rashly.

Reinhardt whistled, and Andak slowly landed on the mistress's shoulder. Reinhardt immediately fed it a piece of jerky to reward it for his heroic performance.

"Ha, ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the best hunter of the day is Andak, who has captured a wyvern and two dragon knights." Queen Margaret quipped to the crowd.

"Alright, these two young uninvited guests, give your names and why you trespassed into the airspace of Pharansey." In place of the Queen, the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard, Evt began to question the prisoners.

Little Frank and Youssef looked at each other, neither willing to speak first.

"Mastar, let His Highness Cyodora claim it." Oyifi interjected.

"How do you know we're from Mastar?" As soon as Yusuf finished asking, he was slapped in the head by his own brother.

"The saddle bears the emblem of the Dragon Knights of the Marstar Praetorian Guard." Oyifi pouted.

"Sister Theodora, who are the two of them?" Reinhardt looked at Princess Marstar behind her.

"I don't know them, so I'll do whatever you want."

"Ah, ah, Your Highness, how can you be so ruthless!" Yusuf shouted anxiously, "You and Fiona go out on a trip, and if you don't take us with you, will you still fall into the well now?" ”

"Betaqing, do you know the identities of these two young men?" Margaret chuckled.

"If you're not mistaken, it's probably the twin sons of Frank Redknapp, the head of the Knights Templar, Yusuf with a scar on his face, and Frank Jr." The Commander of the Ninth Army replied.

"Is that so, dear Highness Theodora?" Margaret asked, looking back.

Saildora sighed, and had no choice but to admit: "It is indeed two unsuccessful sons of our country, please Your Majesty for the sake of the good face of the two countries, this time I will forgive them for the sin of trespassing in the airspace." ”

"Since Her Royal Highness the princess has said so, then the guests who come are guests, and the Praetorian Guards should retreat and let them become my guests." Margaret gave such an order.

"You're magnanimous." The Mastarians praised in unison.

"Lu Siqing, Sigrani has indeed taught a good daughter, you are really blessed." The queen whispered to Saugland, who was beside her.

"Your Majesty's compliment." Thorgrande replied with a smile.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, people haven't recognized you yet." The queen snorted coldly and drove her horse away.

At this time, after settling her own dragon, Eclair rushed over to ask the queen to plead guilty. After all, it was her shift today, but it took so long to subdue the intruders. However, Queen Margaret did not intend to punish her.

"Lan Fang Teqing dealt with it in a timely manner, and there is still merit, so let's do it, these two dragon knights can also be regarded as your prisoners, let them pay the corresponding ransom."

Hearing this, the Redknapp brothers sighed, according to the old rules, the ransom of the captured dragon knight was one-third of the man's property.

"Shame on you two!" Fiona said when she saw the Rednap brothers.

"Ah, yes, yes, the dragon knight who was shot down by an eagle, I think this is a good conversation after returning home." Michelle, the son of Reims, has always had a bad attitude towards the Redknapp brothers.

"Fiona, we're all here for you, and I really don't want you to stay with this beast-faced guy." Little Frank glanced at Michelle.

"I'm fine, my brother will take care of me." Fiona walked away, and Yusuf immediately chased after her.

At this time, Eclair happened to pass by the Mastar, preparing to return to her mount.

"Who is this girl?" Little Frank asked, looking at the red-armored female dragon knight.

"It's the dragon knight who drove you down, uh-huh, the dragon knight who was shot down by a woman and an eagle." Michelle was very enthusiastic in answering the other party's questions, and by the way, continued to hurt people.

"I mean, what's her name?" Little Frank ignored the cynicism.

"Major Éclaire Lanfonte, the adopted daughter of Lord Leus." Michelle didn't add extra words this time.

"That's right." Little Frank muttered simply, and then stopped talking.

This is the end of the unexpected episode, and everyone is focused on the hunt. Although the Redknapp brothers were hostages and captives, they were traditionally entertained as guests. The father of the two of them was also familiar with Sogrande, and the two of them greeted Sogrand according to the etiquette of aristocratic friendships.

Saildora and Reinhardt targeted a sturdy adult boar, strong and agile, so Andak the Falcon had little chance to show for the time being, and could only hover in the air as a scout. The boar was chased into the woods, and Theodora left her sister behind and chased after her. Her competitive spirit was sparked by the atmosphere of the hunt, or rather she wanted to overshadow Eclair's previous performance so that her sister could look at her with adoring eyes.

The boar is more adapted to the spring woods of Kaunescu than the horse, and when Cyodora finds that she has lost track of the boar, she has to slow down her horse and slowly search for it. Celedora put away her bow and arrows, and held the javelin in her hand to prevent the boar from giving her a surprise attack at close range. As she had walked for a while, the wailing of a wild boar reached her ears. Theodora followed the sound and saw the first thing she saw was a boar that had been hit in the flank and back with two javelins. The sturdy beast was still making its last struggles, and it was trying to get to its feet in vain, snoring from time to time. However, the hunter who stabbed it twice would not give it any chance, and the man dismounted, drew his hunting knife, clenched his hands and stabbed it into the boar's neck, slicing its throat. The boar twitched for a while, and then stopped moving.

"Your Highness Cyodora!" The hunter called out to Theodora, who was about to leave.

"Mr. Mark?!" Saildora also knew the handsome young man.

"I didn't expect to see each other here again," Mark smiled, not thinking of wiping the blood off his face, "It's not authentic that you left me alone in Valencia to duel with His Highness Richard." ”

"Ah, I'm so sorry about that." Celedora got off her horse and sincerely apologized to the other party.

"It's okay, a beauty like you should always have some privilege to get my unconditional forgiveness." Mark said, "By the way, I'm sorry, I robbed you of your prey, so let's settle it." ”

"There's nothing to apologize for, hunting is based on their own abilities, and if the prey is acquired by someone else first, then you can only blame yourself for not seizing the opportunity. Rather than dwelling on the belonging of the prey, it makes more sense to go and find the next target. ”

"Your Highness is very right, however, some careers are no better than hunting, and there is only one goal that can be fought for." Mark approached Cyodora, "Of course, I think there are a few extra goals to pursue. ”

"Okay, it's time for me to find the next prey, otherwise I won't be able to explain to my sister empty-handed." Cyodora smiled and prepared to turn away.

"Please wait a minute." Mark stepped forward and grabbed the princess's, much to Theodora's surprise, no man had ever dared to be so bold before - because of her "fame", of course.

"You're too real to be so real." Cyodora was slightly angry.

"I beg your pardon for being rude, but don't you forget that you promised to dance with me in Valencia, I don't know, can you still get your favor?" Mark said and kissed the back of the princess's hand gently.

Is this officially pursued by a man? Cyodora thought to herself, but she said, "What I promised you, of course, I will fulfill it." ”

"That's great," Mark said with a modest hand, "I hope no one comes to me for a duel this time." ”

"How can anyone here ask you to fight a duel?"

"But it's you, and I'm a little scared."

"You're a compliment."

At this time, Theodora first heard her sister calling out to her, so she hurriedly told Mark that she was missing, got on her horse and left. Mark looked at her back in the distance, looked at his hands, and it seemed that there was still a beautiful woman's body temperature on his skin. He smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and went back to deal with his prey.